#Michael Jackson and #Iran

Perhaps the media is making the Ayatollah’s point. Since the revolution in 1979, one of the main concerns of the theocracy in Iran has been America’s cultural imperialism. And while I don’t think any of us purposefully set out to dominate foreign cultures with American pop music, consider this. What does it look like to people fighting — and dying — for freedom in Iran that every single mainstream media outlet in the U.S. — and, yes, their audiences — have completely forgotten them to make a god out of a skin-bleaching bankrupt freak who had weird relationships with children and chimpanzees?

Yes, he gave us some brilliant music back in the 1980s. And yes, we are more than capable of holding two thoughts in our heads at the same time. There’s nothing wrong with putting on your red leather jacket with zippers, and your white socks, and your sparkly glove and curling up on the couch with that boom box you had as a kid. There’s nothing wrong with you driving around your town with the windows down playing “Man in the Mirror” to the point your windows rattle. And if you want to gather a few thousand of your prison buddies to re-enact Thriller, knock yourselves out.

But that our media, in the midst of Iranian revolution and nuclear bloviating from North Korea, has gone completely over to the death of a mentally unstable pop star doesn’t say much for our priorities. What are we gaining by having the anchor repeating the same clips and then throwing it to someone standing outside the house or the hospital who’s learned absolutely nothing new (well, I guess that is sort of like covering Iran or North Korea.)

Maybe the Iranians should get some money together to run ads during the Michael Jackson coverage. Or the Mark Sanford coverage. Or the Farah Fawcett coverage. Maybe that way they’d get our attention.

And you damn kids get off my lawn!

THE BUSINESS OF CLOWNING . . .

and MARKETING YOUR CLOWN:

These on line courses are pre-requisites for graduation and are conducted outside of the regular class time. Students are expected to complete both courses by March 31 of the year. Under the direction of the Headmaster, Robert F. Kreidler and staff, students will learn how to set-up their clown business, determine a fee structure, how to secure bookings, the optimal ways to advertize, discuss proven methods for selling and other issues essential for creating and running a profitable clown business.

I’ve got nothing to add.

Oh Those Crazy Gays

File this under quote of the week:

Gays represent a small percentage of the population, but they are powerful church leaders, politicians, judges, and movie executives. For the most part they are white males who have sexed themselves out on perverted sex and they are never satisfied.

That’s a writing sample from the crazy lady what got dragged off kicking and screaming after trying to attack Barack Obama with a letter telling him not to give in to the Satanic forces of Gay America. Seriously. Read the whole thing.

That’s deranged with a capital D. The only good thing about this is that, for once, it’s not some crazy cracker foaming at the mouth about the gays. Let some other group claim the lunatic.

I do think Reverend Brenda Lee buried the lead though. According to Rev. Lee, “Several months ago, the practice of priests sleeping with Protestant virgins before their marriage to Catholic males surfaced.”

(Via Gawker)

The Fail Files: Lucky Brand Jeans

So I’m sitting there enjoying the new Star Trek movie the other night when I notice something is just, I don’t know, wrong. As a guy, there’s a quick fix for this feeling: I just need to readjust my package, so to speak. So I deploy the left hand to shift my junk over just a fraction of an inch and my index finger finds not the roughness of denim, but the touch, the feel of cotton.
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Dear Word Press

Why the hell can’t I embed videos using your blog tool — like I can with pretty much every other damn web publishing tool in the world? HUH!?! Really? I can’t just copy and paste? Why is that? Thanks for nothing. Oh, well. Everyone, follow the link to the Dick in a Box sequel, just in time for Mother’s Day (okay, it’s a day late): Mother Lover

McCain Talks ‘Abstience’ in OK ‘Magazine’

mccainokNothing will convince voters that you’re serious about politics like being interviewed by a tabloid rag. Especially one that can’t spell. (Note the spelling of abstinence.) Or one that didn’t really interview McCain. It simply took quotes from her Daily Beast column. So, really, no bad on her part (for once!) The Republicans who are already annoyed with McCain’s antics are going to — well, they’re going to be really annoyed now. And no one else will care.

New York Is So Liberal …

How liberal is it? So yesterday, a cow escaped from a slaughterhouse in Queens and started wandering around, scaring the citizenry who undoubtedly thought it was a raging tiger or three-toed sloth escaped from the zoo.

Let’s skip over the fact that there are slaughterhouses in Queens that handle cows. Let’s not ask ourselves where the live cow came from and how it got there. I never thought to ask about the goats and sheep slaughtered in Queens and Brooklyn so it would seem a bit discriminatory if I start raising questions because it was a cow.

No, let’s focus on this: After catching the cow, authorities will send it to an animal care center rather than* back to the slaughterhouse. What? The cow was at a slaughterhouse. It was there specifically to be turned into burgers. So it makes a break for it and is rewarded with a complete pardon. Do you know what kind of message it is we’re sending to the rest of the cows? Why don’t we just let them all free. And next we’ll do it with the people prisons as well.

*Dear Reuters? See what I did there? I used “than” rather than “then,” unlike you. You running an illiterate blog or a professional news outlet?